riding down the old street
too fast 
behind him on a mini-bike
he liked to scare me
he liked to scar me

head shots act at a distance
can't you see?


DAEMON

I was a hell spawn. I was a child of god. I could have been anything.


Late one night, I’ll start whispering the culling song in his ear. He’ll swallow his tongue.


He looks so small now.
Bony and frail, in his sick bed, in his sick house,

The delusions of grandeur have festered.

Remembering things that never happened.

The guns are still in the basement, like they always were.

It is where you belong.

Go on, into the void, end it all, do this one thing for me, this one thing ever.

still

was i a loser

or just lost

my head pushed down
so i went right through

grabbing scraps isn't enough

let them scrabble

i'll bide my time

it's coming

they all tell me patience

maybe, maybe

but maybe i'll explode

maybe i'll break out

maybe i'll run

maybe i'll run

maybe i'll steal

maybe i'll lie

if you say "it's all good" one more time...